Tuesday is the new Thursday

I'm doing laundry. And procrastinating by watching this new OkGo video repeatedly.

I'm also interweb stalking Anna Dello Russo. I kind of want to be her for Halloween next year. Or maybe when I grow up. Her blog includes such lovely things as little stars that explode when you move the cursor across it. It also has a section "Quotes"...which is informing me that...."Gold is the new black". I completely concur. Also for some reason there is a sort of Christmas pudding with a mouse springing forth from the center. Oh...and sexy Christmas Betty Boops. Wow. I'm fascinated.

Also take note that she is wearing the new H&M Lanvin collection in the photo. I'm planning on stalking H&M come November 20 in order to procure something delightful.

Holy Moly Spirit Hoods

I think I need one of these. I'm not sure which one I want to be. I'm torn between the Red Wolf...and the Black Jaguar. Both of these are completely insane. And are begging to be worn by me at all times. Ke$ha apparently started this trend...but I have to say as a woman that recently acquired a PillowPet (dear god...don't ask...) this sort of makes sense. It's like I can wear my pillow pet out and about. And let other people enjoy it. It's like the Snuggy...and this new swedish onsie for adults (a Funzee...again don't ask why I know this...apparently European Hipsters are wearing these) that everyone is raving about. We've officially enter the age of the eternal snuggle. Go identify your inner spirit animal now. Maybe I'm actually a Wolf...hmmm....

Women who inspire.

Two very different women caught my eye in the New York Times today. They do have some things in common though. They are both incredibly inspiring. They are both from another time in our culture and history. They both possess a level of inner strength that inspires and alarms.

First up is the Dowager Duchess of Devonshire, Debo. This woman rocks. She is officially my new favorite English lady. She is quoted in the article as saying “There is this extraordinary thing called self-esteem which is pumped into the children now.” How funny is that? It's a little funny. Right? And she kind of sounds like she was raised by Martha Stewart and the scary Uncle from the Secret Garden. But she turned out okay. In fact, she sounds downright cool. This should inspire all of us to rise above our precious inner esteem injuries. She says: “What can you do?” she asked. “Blow after blow came, but there was absolutely no reply, was there?” Right on Debo. Right on.

Next up, a woman that makes me feel like my life is pretty much completely insignificant. She also makes me feel like I want to give all my money to this charity. Cause she deserves more then this country can ever give her. Her name is Mary Spencer. She has had more then her share of the darkest times our country has ever faced. She is 102 years old. She is remarkable for just existing. And I guess in some ways...aren't we all? She reminds me a bit of my own grandmother. A woman who didn't really have any choices in her life and did the best she could with the little she had. I hope that she continues to be loved and cared for. I'm making a donation.

Photo of Mary Spencer by Ruth Fremson/The New York Times

Photo of the Duchess by Andrew Testa/The New York Times

Cleopatra

I totally got to run around dressed as Cleopatra this weekend. And now this awesome book just came out all about her. I need it.

"Ms. Schiff recreates Cleopatra’s lavish courting of Antony (including one dinner in which there was a knee-deep expanse of roses and some of the attendees received not gift baskets but furniture and horses decked out in silver-plated trappings) and his even more extravagant offerings to her (including the library of Pergamum and a host of territories that gave her dominion over Cyprus, portions of Crete and all but two cities of the thriving Phoenician coast)."

Now that is a courtship.

Oh La La

I want to move into this place. Immediately. It pains me that this house exists and I don't get to live in it. Maybe I can replicate it over here....for like a quarter of the money. It's going on the dream board. Go ogle this beautiful (apparently loaded) couple and their romantic abode.

T....R....O....N

There are so many things about this that I love.

First of all...I don't even like sci-fi...and I want to see this movie.

Second of all...I love Daft Punk.

Third of all...Jeff Bridges.

Fourth of all...this is coming out just in time for my birthday.

Go watch the trailer and geek out.

It's been too long.

But I'm back. On a Saturday night no less. I know y'all missed me. Anyway. I'm completely in love with this video/song. LOVE LOVE LOVE. I need to go jump in a balloon. If you don't like this video...and this song then you are completely a lost cause. And why didn't I know about Explosions in the Sky before? How come no one told me how awesome they are? God...don't let me down like this again people. I need you to keep me cool.

Yay Yay

My horoscope this week is awesome. And it totally matches my mood. Go read yours and get astrological insight. Above is a picture of Durga. Durga manifests fearlessness and patience, and never loses her sense of humor, even during spiritual battles of epic proportion. I think we can all admire that. I try to never lose my sense of humor during epic spiritual battles either.

OH WOWZA

This collection of clothes looks like my version of heaven. It's fabulous. The color and the shapes are so exciting. They look they would look great on real women too, which is rare. I love the second dress...the white one with the gigantic flower. It looks so beautiful. It would make an awesome wedding dress. From the Sartorialist.

Library Love

I really like libraries...and books. So these two posts on Neatorama just made my day. One is about a desk made out of books...I want one. And the other is about how you can spritz yourself with library perfume. Ah. That sounds awesome.

M.I.A.

I've been on a sabbatical. But now I'm back. Listening to music. And I have nothing cool to post. Except maybe a little playlist of stuff I am crushing on music wise. I'm getting in an autumnal frame of mind. I want to hear things I've never heard before and more. Ready?

1. Mariee Sioux - Wizard Flurry Home Sweet. Pure. Good.

2. Glasser - Home I can't get enough of this song. It's like candy for my soul. Eat it up.

3. Deerhunter - Helicopter Even my Dad likes Deerhunter. Enough said.

4. Shontelle- Impossible - Ok...this one is super sweet pop. I'm sunk. I love it.

5. Thermals - Never Listen to Me Oh. Yes.

6. Gold Panda - Snow and Taxis This is good to make stuff to.

7.The Microphones - I Felt Your Shape Hmm.

8. Vetiver - The Swimming Song Summer nostalgia.

9. Jeffrey and Jack Lewis - Don't Be Upset Too cute. Too cute.

10. Fruit Bats - When U Love Somebody

Dig

This poem is making my day. Go read it. Then go get some really good Jersey tomatoes and eat them. I found this poem here...and I want to eat the recipes.

"Being married...is like going from black and white television to color...you never want to go back."

Oh. My. God. Do you want to cry like a baby right now? Go watch this. It's full of awesomeness. I want to receive "romantic weather forecast notes" every morning. This is pretty much the most romantic love story ever.

Is it just me....?

Or have people tried to convince us to wear capes before? Maybe circa 2001? I don't know. I feel like this feels oddly familiar. Come on Fashion...you can do better. How about bringing back puffy paint sweatshirts? Or scrunch socks? Or you know...Paddington Bear duffle coats? I personally am on the look out for shoes with fringe on them. Please point me in there general direction if you find some.

Nostalgia Strikes

So it's the first day of September. September always puts me in a nostalgic mood. It makes me think about all the Septembers that have come before. I start to remember things I thought I had forgotten. September is like a file cabinet you start riffling through. It is full of old school portraits, old birthday cards, old report cards, and old addresses. It contains musty secrets and startling evidence of how much or how little you have changed. Think about your very first day of school. Do you remember? What did you wear? What kind of backpack and lunch box did you carry? How did you feel getting on that bus and saying goodbye to your Mom? What was it like to enter into the world alone? Did you sink or swim?

And if that really gets you thinking...then head on over to this really awesome website set up by Arcade Fire. You get to harness this September nostalgia and make a music video all about it. I promise. It's like magic. I can say I've never seen anything like it. It's enormously clever. Oh and...well...google kind of helped them make it...so in the most awesome viral campaign I've ever seen...they kind of want you to download google chrome to view it...but ohhhh...even caught in googles increasingly entangled web (like how are they so damn smart and creative? They are going to rule our lives faster then Steve Job's does now...) it's worth it.

Music Part Deux

Wowza. This video is my new favorite. It involves beautiful landscapes, an Iroc Z, and some crazy references to popular musical celebrities. (By the way I just goggled Fan Death...and apparently in South Korea people mistakenly believe that if you leave a fan running all night in a room...you will die.)

Music Musick Musix

Oh my gosh. I'm in a California mood this week. Listening to two really good albums full of fun sounds that make me want to take a road trip and end up on the beach with Lindsay Lohan. And both of these albums are very much au courant. They reference the nineties and delicious poppy punk rock! Let's all go back to school with a little teenage bubbly bounce in our step. The first one is Best Coast...Crazy for You. The second one is Wavves...King of the Beach. Notice I only want to listen to albums that reference the ocean. Of course, I want an endless summer! Don't we all?

Look

I love this photographer. She is marvelous.

Photo by Annette Pehrsson

Vows

Ok. Let's just get this over with...let me admit that I read the NY Times Vows column religiously every week. I actually try to check on Friday just because I can't wait to read it. I've obviously lost my mind. I'm obsessed with other people's love stories. I can't get enough of them. In some ways this is quite possibly destroying any of my future love stories, cause in the back of mind I'm going to be thinking...what would our love story sound like as a Vows column? Is it wonderfully endearing? Is it short and sweet? Is it tumultuous and full of angst ridden moments when we could not decide what on earth was going on? Is it...god forbid...sickening for other people to read? All I know is I am totally writing my own mock Vows Column when I get married. And you should go read this week's column. It is soooo cute. Like beyond the moon cute. I love that she is afraid of mailing things. I can totally relate. I have a fear of checking voicemail that is tortuous.

Photo from NY Times by Robert Stolarik

This is pretty sweet

You can use this site to recycle your old unwanted electronics. And you can even get some cold hard cash for them. AWESOME! Go get rid of that Macbook from 2001. Or your old cell phone. Or that digital camera that you don't like.